"Everyone, from now on, I am the ruler of this world."
"You are willing to be loyal to me."
After sitting on the dragon chair, Lin Wu adapted very quickly.
Before the official founding of the country and the coronation as king, he had already changed his name to me.
He glanced at the ministers whose Highness had been kneeling for a long time and who were still mourning for the King of Xia or for Da Xia, and couldn't help but let out a deep drink.
"I am old and on the verge of death. I am no longer able to serve the King of the Northwest. I say goodbye."
Left Prime Minister Ian was the first to stand up.
Regardless of whether Lin Wu agreed or not, he walked unsteadily towards the outside of Jinluan Palace, step by step.
Looking at that lonely figure, it seems that he is in his twilight years and his death is approaching.
"Daxia is dead. I have presumed to be the right prime minister of Daxia. I am no longer worthy of serving the king of the northwest. I say goodbye."
Zhuge Yuanping followed Ian's footsteps and strode away without looking back.
"We are all ministers of the subjugated country. How can we deserve to serve under the king of the northwest again?"
"Farewell!"
Slowly, more and more civil servants followed the footsteps of Yi'an and Zhuge Yuanping and chose to leave.
Even though Daxia was dead, they couldn't do it if they wanted to join Lin Wu's command so quickly.
"Farewell."
When there is a line of generals, there is no unnecessary nonsense.
One by one, the generals stood up slowly, cupped their fists and saluted, then walked away without stopping.
In a flash, among the hundreds of civil and military officials, only a dozen or so people were left in the Jinluan Hall.
They looked up at Lin Wudao flatteringly: "We are willing to serve the Northwest King. From now on, you will be our king!"
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
As he spoke, more than a dozen people kowtowed to Lin Wu like lap dogs.
"Lin Geng, kill them."
It's a pity that they want to be loyal to Lin Wu.
Lin Wu, however, had no intention of taking them in.
As soon as he drank coldly, murderous intent suddenly emerged.
"promise!"
When Lin Geng heard this, he immediately drew the sword from his waist.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
One sword after another, the killing began.
"No, Your Majesty, why do you want to kill us?"
Someone was unwilling to ask questions.
"As soon as King Xia died today, you were able to betray King Xia and join me. Doesn't it mean that in the future, when I fall into decline, you may abandon me at any time?"
Lin Wu drank in a deep voice, but the man probably didn't even finish hearing what he said, and he killed Lin Geng with a sword.
More than a dozen surrendered courtiers were beheaded. Lin Geng looked at the civil and military officials outside the Jinluan Palace, who were still walking out of the palace, and asked Lin Wu in confusion: "Your Majesty, are you going to let them go like this?"
Left?"
"Enough blood has been shed today."
"If I want to build a country in the future, I have to rely on them."
After shaking his head, Lin Wu had no choice but to speak.
He also wanted to kill Ian and others in a fit of anger, leaving no one alive.
However, things are far from that simple.
He knew clearly that to establish a dynasty, too many talented people were needed.
The proud soldiers he brought from the northwest two provinces alone were far from being able to support the dynasty structure for him.
Yi'an, Zhuge Yuanping and others can be called the pillars of the country.
In the future, Lin Wu will still need their help.
Only when Lin Wu's wings are completely full can he kill the donkeys and send them to hell!
After hearing this, Lin Geng said no more.
He also vaguely understood the key inside.
"Lin Geng, do you know why Qin Hui, Heilong, and the Daxia Worship Hall never appeared?"
I pondered for a long time.
In the depths of Lin Wu's pupils, a hint of deep worry appeared.
From the beginning to the end, no one appeared in the Daxia Worship Hall.
He didn't understand why.
You need to know that according to rumors, there are many masters in Daxia Enshrinement Hall.
The pinnacle of martial arts and the realm of divine transformation may not be absent.
Such a power did not appear, which made Lin Wu feel uneasy.
"Your Majesty, regarding Qin Hui, some people say that Qin Hui seemed to have been killed in a fight with the Black Dragon a few days ago. Others say that Qin Hui is not dead and seems to have disappeared."
"So far, Qin Hui's body has not been found, and it is still difficult to determine whether he is alive or dead."
"Since then, Black Dragon's life and death have not been known, and his whereabouts are unknown."
"In the early years, people would show up from time to time at the Daxia Enshrinement Hall. However, in recent decades, the Daxia Enshrinement Hall seems to have disappeared. No news has been spread at all."
"The general is wondering whether the Great Xia Enshrinement Hall has disappeared long ago?"
Lin Geng bowed slightly, sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then told everything he knew.
"Is that so?"
The knuckles of his fingers tapped lightly on the table, and Lin Wu's pupils narrowed slightly.
His intuition told him that things were far from that simple.
Think carefully.
Ever since he defeated Yongping Pass, King Xia seemed to have accepted his fate and allowed him to march straight in without sending any additional soldiers along the way.
Qin Hui disappeared, and the Daxia Enshrinement Hall did not reveal any trace until King Xia's death.
Everything seems reasonable, but it is also full of weirdness.
In short, Lin Wu's most intuitive feeling is that the destruction of Daxia has progressed too fast.
His journey has been too easy.
So much so that it gave him an unreal feeling.
For a long time, Lin Wu still couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Looking directly at Lin Geng, he ordered: "Immediately send an order to search the whole city for news about Qin Hui, Heilong, and the Great Xia Enshrinement Hall."
"Also, if Black Dragon is really Jing Ke under Wu Zhan, then..."
A terrifying murderous intention suddenly burst out.
Black Dragon was actually a subordinate of Wu Zhan, and his real name was Jing Ke. These remarks had already reached Lin Wu's ears.
He is not completely convinced yet.
If it turns out to be true, Lin Wu swears that he will not let Wu Zhan off easily.
Of course, Lin Wu also knew that no matter whether the black dragon was really Jing Ke or not.
Sooner or later he will have a fight with Wu Zhan.
However, after proving that the black dragon is really Jing Ke, he can make a big fuss out of it.
Put yourself in a more favorable position, that's all.
"promise."
Lin Geng bowed his hands and accepted the order.
As Yi An, Zhuge Yuanping and others stepped out of the palace, the news that King Xia had taken the Death Pill and died in the Jinluan Palace quickly spread throughout the world like a hurricane.
For a time, I don’t know how many people in the world were happy and how many were sad.
The common people in the market occasionally speculate on who will be the ruler of the world in the future when they are talking about the world.
Some people say it was Wu Zhan, some said it was Lin Wu, and some said it was Zhang Jiao.
If you listen carefully, you will find that perhaps because of the Human King Sword, or perhaps because Wu Zhan apparently dominates the Seven Dao of Daxia, people are still more optimistic about Wu Zhan.
...
at the same time.
What people don't know is that Zhang Jiao has secretly led Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, the thirty-six Yellow Turban Qushuai, and seven hundred Yellow Turban warriors to sneak into the southern court of the Huns.
The 600,000 Yellow Turban Army was also broken into pieces in batches and quietly integrated into the South Court of the Huns.
Xue Wannian also followed Jia Xu's order and personally led 200,000 Wu family troops to take over the Xiangjiang Road, Annan Road and Dongshan Road.
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